Rhythm Veronica

In the quiet town of Hanamura, where the scent of cherry blossoms lingers year-round, Kozakura has always found comfort in routine—reading in his favorite bookstore, taking peaceful walks through familiar streets, and enjoying the slow rhythm of small-town life. He never expected anything to change. That is, until he meets Hiyori. New to Hanamura, Aoi is warm, kind, and just a little unsure of her place in this unfamiliar town. A chance encounter outside the bookstore brings them together, and as the seasons shift, so does something between them. Through shared books, quiet strolls, and simple, heartfelt moments, they begin to discover that the best kind of love isn’t rushed or complicated—it’s found in the little things, in the quiet understanding of two souls growing closer. A gentle, wholesome romance unfolds in the heart of Hanamura, where every chapter is a reminder that sometimes, the smallest moments hold the deepest meaning.

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

This is a novel about two young people trapped between family expectations and their own dreams. Sack, pressured by his strict father, struggles to find his way, while Lindsay tries to balance her kindness with the pressure of pursuing a future already planned and loved. When their lives intersect, the silence between them speaks louder than words, and they are both forced to question what they really want for their lives.

[Content Warning: This story contains several dark themes, including death and gore. Please read with caution.] The female lead may or may not display cruelty. (Proceed with caution if you choose to roast her.) _____________ The art of revenge is often a slow burn - calculated, patient and emotionally restrained. But what happens when vengeance strikes instantly? After being banished and dethroned as Luna by her pack Veronica Gordon is betrayed by her fiance' and is brutally murdered by him and his lover,her body shredded for organ trafficking on the eve of her wedding. Death should have been the end,but Veronica defies it, striking a deal for a second chance. Bound to the site of her deminse and granted the powers for her revenge, she transforms the place into Delilah's Inn,an establishment named after the infamous biblical seductress. Her mission is clear: lure and destroy cheating men and their accomplices. Centuries later, Delilah's Inn becomes a legend, immortalised in a mysterious novel with only 200 copies printed every five years. Adonis McCallum, a 24 year old university student and devoted fan of the tale, devours every edition. But his obsession takes a grim turn when he meets the same fate as Veronica - betrayed and murdered by his lover. Instead of passing on, Adonis is sent to the Inn by The Grim Reaper,who hopes to expedite his soul collection. Yet Adonis,with his innocence intact, proves immune to the Inn's seductive power. To escape and reclaim his life, he strikes an unlikely deal with the Grim Reaper: make Veronica fall in love with him - a woman whose heart has been dead for over a century cursed to feel nothing but cruelty. As Adonis navigates the sinister politics,lies and anguish entangled within Delilah's Inn, he must decide if his freedom is worth breaking through Veronica's icy facade - or if her revenge will claim him too. ______ TROPES: •— Werewolf. •—Dominant FL. •—Isekai x Transmigration. •—Dark Romance. •—Betrayal x Revenge. •—Slow Burn (some what) •—Horror?(I'll leave that you to decide) •—Boss × Employee relationship. •—Reverse Grumpy x Sunshine. •— Possessive x obsessive. •— Morally Grey FL. ______ Recommended Reading Theme: Dark. Recommended Reading Font: Lora Or Merriweather. _____ EXCERPT: I walked into the room, my chest still heaving as I stopped in front of her. She sat there, calm and unbothered, as though she hadn’t just spilled blood in the lobby like it was her second nature. Her crimson-polished nails clicked rhythmically against the smooth table. Her gaze was fixed on the open book in front of her—a book she hadn’t turned a single page of all morning. “I see you love standing, Adonis.” Her voice was calm, almost too calm. She didn’t bother looking up. “It was just a hug, Veronica,” I said through gritted teeth. “You shouldn’t have done that. Maya has served you loyally for years—” “Until she touched what is mine.” Her voice sliced through my words, sharp and absolute. I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “What’s yours? What’s the point of being yours when you treat me like… like I’m nothing?” The book slammed shut with a deafening clap. She rose to her feet in one fluid motion, every step toward me deliberate, predatory. Her eyes met mine, cold and unrelenting. “No one touches you but me, Adonis. Good, bad, whatever label you want to slap on it—I don’t care.” My breath caught in my throat, but I forced myself to hold my ground. “That’s not love, Veronica.” She tilted her head, a cruel smile tugging at her lips. “Love?” She laughed, soft but sharp, the sound laced with mockery. “Don’t insult me.”

She was a naive and kind little girl with a Special Ability, but what awaited her was not happiness, but misfortune. She feigned cleverness and cuteness, secretly plotting, and overturned her tragic fate with her own hands, because she was determined to write her own destiny. Reborn into a new life, she found herself growing up among wolves. The past was like a fleeting cloud; now she was cunning, kind, capricious, ruthless, and indifferent... a "beloved" wolf girl, enduring endless favor. In the dense, untraceable jungle, riding wolves was the envy of others. Yet, the girl was anxious and worried. Was this a death wish? To what era had she been transported? In the mountains without sun or moon, she had already spent six years yet still hadn't figured out in which era she had been reborn. Finally, hope arrived. The girl watched, her eyes shining, as the half-dead boy lay on the ground. To be precise, she was staring at his attire, which finally gave her a clue about the era she was living in. Calculating her own little plans, the girl excitedly rescued the boy, becoming his lifesaver and waiting for him to rescue her from her miserable life, the days of wearing animal skins and tree leaves were hard to endure. However, seeing an airplane thundering away overhead, she could no longer remain calm. Her small white teeth almost shattered. This was definitely the rhythm of courting death. Unbeknownst to her, though she thought she left no trace, she had already made a deep impression in his heart. Although they had never spoken a word to each other, they had taken root in each other's hearts in a special way. That year, she was six, and he was nine. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He was wicked, unrestrained, and his deep eyes were like bottomless darkness. His entire being emitted a strange chill, and the cold, merciless word “kill” from his good-looking lips decided the fate of hundreds. She stood by, thinking, this is truly ruthless. His eyes shone like bright stars, and his clear gaze was somewhat dull. Blushes quietly crept onto his beautiful and bewitching face as he murmured like a mosquito, "Thank you," leaving the girl who served him food instantly speechless. They say women change faces faster than flipping a book, so why was it the reverse for her? She didn't know that his uniqueness was only ever shown to her. That year she was sixteen, and he was nineteen. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Some feared her, some shunned her, some adored her, some envied her, some were jealous of her... Only he understood that what she needed most was his love. Let's see how this generation's wolf girl, with her mysterious and unpredictable Skills, wanders the world, stirring up storms wherever she goes with her extraordinary presence. This text features a one-on-one relationship, a brand new Special Ability cool story. Both protagonists are pure of body and mind.

“what? She killed her own son?” Whispers like those filled the air, everywhere she walked. “Gosh, what a monster!” All sound suddenly stopped the moment she went into the church, getting on her knees, and closing both hands that shook out of fear, starvation and a bit of something else together. “father… please forgive me.” Her eyes closed, and she pressed her head onto the ground. The wonderful statue that stood Almighty above her shined always. “I beg for your forgiveness dear father.” She said again but this time in a Shaky voice, tears nearly now rolling out her eyes. The door opened and a tall handsome man walked in. That man was her husband, and he looked at her with disgust. “Dakota…” she turned while still being on her knees, her hand reaching for his legs, but then, he moved back. Avoiding her completely. “now you come here for forgiveness?” he nearly scoffed Her eyes widened. Her husband too? She chuckled, tears pricking the side of her eyes. Her beautiful blond hair had became messy, and her complexion turned pale, her finger nails looked like they needed serious manicure. “it… it wasn’t my fault… it wasn’t.” She sobbed, but instead of him comforting her, he only turned his back. She looked up and the door slammed hard, silence staying still with her. “Dakota?” in a weak pleading voice, she called, and after no response, clenched her fists. Why did she have to get punished for what wasn’t even her fault? She sobbed once again, this time, uncontrollably. Her eyes now swelling with tears, and her hands trying to brush them away. It kept on coming. “what have I done for everyone to point hatred to me? Huh?!…”veronica looked down at the knife they usually used for slicing the bread, it seemed they had forgotten it this time. she took the knife, hesitant at first, but after getting deeper into realization that no one was coming to stop her, pressed it against her neck. “everyone has turned their backs on me when I needed them… so,” a smile tainted her lips. “I atone for all, my sins.” Splash!

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.

In the mist-laden forests of Eryndale, Lyra, an independent herbalist, has always preferred the quiet rhythm of her secluded life. But her world is upended when Kieran, a wounded warrior shrouded in shadow and secrets, stumbles into her path. He names her the "Keeper," a fabled figure destined to wield a power that could protect their realm or destroy it. As an ancient darkness rises, bringing with it terrifying creatures known as Duskwraiths, Lyra and Kieran are forced into an uneasy alliance. Together, they unravel the mysteries of an age-old prophecy, forbidden magic, and a shared past neither of them remembers. But as they delve deeper into the secrets of Eryndale, the bond between them grows a fragile connection forged in danger and trust, yet threatened by the secrets Kieran guards and the power Lyra struggles to control. With the fate of the realm hanging in the balance, Lyra must decide whether to embrace the destiny she never wanted and risk losing her heart to the one man who may be her undoing. In a world where love is as perilous as the shadows, will their connection be the key to salvation or the spark that ignites the darkness? Shadows of Eryndale is a spellbinding tale of love, destiny, and the light that can shine even in the deepest shadows.

That Time They Reincarnated a Rapper.   The 13th Kingdom: Reincarnation is a Western take on the Eastern isekai genre, where soul-stirring combat and skills meet the raw grit of artistry. Xiro Mikazuki isn’t your typical overpowered hero. Reborn on the planet Gaia, he’s a former musician, a soul battered by the grind of failed dreams and corporate greed. Now, he’s thrust into a world where power flows through magical arts, and the rhythm of battle is as much about creativity as it is about dominance. In this world, M-Cees (Mana Controllers) harness mana to perform Mana Arts and Skills. Xiro isn’t just reincarnated—he’s redefined. Armed with a Sonata Soul Core and two rare Vessel Skills—[Moon Sage: Tsukuyomi] and [Midnight Star: Belial]—he begins his climb in a society that worships Godwalkers, magical prodigies who inspire devotion and followers like rock stars. Every skill he learns, every clash he faces, is like mastering a new track in his personal magnum opus—a relentless pursuit of both power and identity in a world where survival demands constant improvisation. Can he conquer his new exoplanet home and create his own personal heaven, or will he follow the request of The Creator, and destroy the Prime Realm System? What to expect: - A Love Letter to Hip-Hop, Anime, and Fantasy Games. (Warning: 4k to 7k words a chapter) - Overpowered male MC who becomes the strongest using his wits and knowledge. - Fights! This is a combat-heavy series. It does get gory and dark. - Deep lore and worldbuilding. - Use of AAVE - An urban interaction with many of the familiar tropes and situations of Isekai & Eastern Fantasy. - A long adventure involving many solo, group, and army battles, kingdom-building, and interesting characters to root for or against. - Romance & mature themes play a heavy role in certain chapters. - Each Chapter shares a Title with a Song. (Links to the songs can be found at the end of each chapter.) - Quality over quantity. (Guarantee weekly drop. Helps allow time for editing.) Patreon.com/CreativeZoneComics - Read ahead a week when you join for free or one of the support tiers. 10 chapter advancement, bonus chapters, artwork, character design, and a community chat with more to come can be found here. Learn more about Gaia and the Prime Realm System with behind-the-scene insight and posts and access to the publicly released chapters a day early. - Weekly Chapter Release: Every Thursday - Chapters 0 to 31 are released on my Patreon as a thank you to supporters, giving full early access to the entire first book and arc. Join the support tier to avoid the wait.

As all kids do, Hera wanted to be an explorer. Sadly when she turned 18 she discovered that her stats and lack of skills made her fail the requirements to become one, and she went to work on a bookstore. That should have been the end of her story. But when she wins a lottery to have her level up she discovers a hidden skill and a rare one at that. The system gave her dream back, and this time she is not letting it go. ############################## The story is about a world where game-like systems are the norm, Everyone has a level, status and even skills are a common thing. If your stats are good you can even become an explorer, someone that ventures inside a place called MAZE, a dungeon of sorts filled with monsters creatures and things that the regular world is missing such as magic. The story follows Hera, a woman who wanted to be an explorer but her status were too low to become one. One day she wins a raffle that allows her to level up for the first time giving her the chance to achieve her childhood dream. It's more about how things work and what you can do with them than about power or revenge. The rhythm might be a bit slow for some but that is the idea. I want to give sort of a slice of life feeling to most of it. ###############################

Veronica wanted nothing more than to give her younger brother the best she could in life; romance was completely off her grid. That was until she met Jamie. Absolutely gorgeous, unrestrainedly carefree, and ten years her junior, Veronica could't help but feel charmed by his attention and quickly fell head over heels for him. But what will happen when Veronica finds out that Jamie had lied when he told her his age and is actually younger than she thought? And how will she ever move on when he is determined to carry on from where they left off?

"Nothing in this world is permanent. Joy, sorrow, and pain can vanish in an instant. Life itself is ever-changing, shifting with the blink of an eye. All living beings are bound by the rhythm of change, beginning anew with each birth. This is the law of nature. But for me, something is different. I remember my past lives. I’ve ascended to the highest point attainable by a living being, yet I’ve suffered deeply for not being born as I wished—ordinary, whole, and free. I sought answers, tirelessly searching for a solution, but found none. I can’t help but wonder... why?" — Ashan Rontera This novel might look like nothing much and boring. But that's not it. I'm telling you, that's not it.

Follow an ex-B-boy's journey on reclaiming what he lost after getting reincarnated in the world of Terralith, a land filled with magical wonders and monsters!

Natagpuan nina Veronica Aragon at Arthur Morri ang kani-kanilang sarili sa isang memorial park. Parehong ikakasal na iniwan sa altar. Nagpasya pa rin silang magsolo honeymoon. Playful fate? Dahil ang hindi nila alam, iisang resort ang pupuntahan nila sa Destiny Island. Magiging successful kaya ang solo honeymoon nila, o mabubuo ang pag-ibig para sa kanilang dalawa?

Betrayed by her husband, Lily Ashton is left humiliated and alone, her reputation shattered after his affair with her glamorous step sister. On the brink of losing everything, even her life, Lily finds an unexpected lifeline in the form of Damien Hawke, a powerful and enigmatic billionaire with a dangerous secret — he is a vampire lord. In exchange for marriage, Damien offers her protection, financial security, and a chance to rebuild her life. But their marriage is a façade, a dark contract binding them together in a world of power and secrets. As Lily begins to regain her confidence and career, her world is turned upside down by Eliot Ashton, her estranged husband, and his manipulative sister Veronica, who will stop at nothing to destroy her. But the stakes rise even higher when she discovers that her marriage to Elliot is tied to an ancient vampire prophecy — one that could change both the human and vampire worlds forever. As their forced proximity sparks a slow-burn romance, Lily and Damien must confront their darkest fears and deepest desires. In a world where trust is fragile and loyalty is fleeting, Lily’s journey is one of survival, revenge, and an unbreakable will to protect her family. But as the final battle looms, a shocking betrayal threatens everything she’s fought for and she — and Damien - may be the key to saving them all… or condemning them to ruin. A story of a love that could either destroy or save them. Will Lily and Damien’s marriage survive the darkness? Or will the forces against them tear everything apart?

You may check out the new novel I am currently translating: I Became Rich by Eating Melons in the Era of Literature (1970s) ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ As a domineering and frivolous female CEO , Jiang Mu is always flattered by others. The men around her come and go at her call, and she never needs to spend a single thought. Until one day, she was bound to the Green Tea System . System: Your mission is to become the Queen of Green Tea, and be invincible in the world of tea. Jiang Mu: ??? Sorry, did you give me the wrong script? I am Aquaman. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ World 1: Green Tea Teacher Abuses the Scumbag and Steps on the Mistress [COO: Complete] [Trans: Complete] World 2: Being a Green Tea in a Romance Variety Show [COO: Complete] [Trans: Complete] World 3: The girl who was cheated on the Internet becomes the king of online cheating [COO: Complete] [Trans: Complete] World 4: A woman dressed as a man and acted as a green tea in a talent show [COO: Complete] [Trans: Complete] World 5: The Abandoned Concubine of the Violent Prince [COO: Complete] [Trans: Complete] World 6: After the rich old man's substitute started raising fish [COO: Complete] [Trans: Complete] World 7: After the divorce, I became a male god harvester [COO: Complete] [Trans: Complete] World 8: When the Doomsday Silly White Sweet Becomes White Cut Black Green Tea [COO: Complete] [Trans: Complete] World 9: The real world [COO: Complete] [Trans: Complete] ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ [ Reminder from the author: The logic is useless, the plot is terrible, the heroine is really a scumbag, don't doubt it. If you don't like the heroine's setting, just run away immediately and don't make yourself unhappy.] Search Keyword: Protagonist: Jiang Mu ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ One sentence introduction: Tea is invincible all over the world, and the scum has a purpose for everything.  Purpose: Actively strive to change the miserable life. ♤♤♤♤♤ Brief review of the work: Jiang Mu has bound the system by mistake, and embarked on the path of helping the host who suffered injustice to fulfill her wish. In the process, she abused the scum for revenge, hit the face with the best supporting role, and helped the host realize her wish. Every task was outstanding. Completion has changed the host's tragic life and achieved a counterattack. At the same time, she has also encountered various types of outstanding male partners in different worlds, with rich emotional lines. The characters in this article have a bright personality, a smooth plot rhythm, without procrastination, and constant reversal of the plot, which is unstoppable. Every world is bloody and refreshing at the same time, and the story background styles are different and very attractive, which is worth watching. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ No. Of Chapters: 206 Chapters + 4 Extra Chapters ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Alternative Name/s: Green Tea Queen ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Original Author: Yu Weizhi ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ nerdygangster14's Note: This book is not mine. All the content are all credited to original author and the publisher of this book where I have read this book. I just want to share this story to you guys cause this book deserved to be publicized and loved by others. I'm a fan of this book and the author of this book.

Emily starts as a newlywed bride who discovers her husband Jacob's dark betrayal - he and his friends planned to use her as entertainment at a work party. Upon learning this through an anonymous message, Emily decides to take control and plot her revenge. She attends Jacob's work party dressed provocatively, appearing to play along with their plans. However, she has secretly recorded incriminating conversations and evidence of their scheme; The story then shifts to introduce Veronica, who lives 65km away. She becomes entangled with her neighbor Alex, who discovers compromising footage of her. Alex attempts to blackmail and control Veronica, threatening her family including her twin sister Emily and niece Leila. What begins as a story of personal revenge evolves into a broader narrative about power, control, and standing up to abuse. The parallel plots of Emily and Veronica highlight themes of betrayal, retribution, and ultimately fighting back against those who would try to exploit them.

[Double-trouble] A mermaid can be perfectly ascribed as the soul of beauty, the whispers of love, the definition of wealth, and the glimmer of truth. They are the bearers of sacred valuables and the mother of perfection. They're the goddess of renewal and rebirths. Through the solemnize rhythm of the ocean waves, and amidst the beauteous flows of the ocean currents, one can percept their hypnotic and enticing vocals being chanted in marvellous synchronization along with the wind's formation. In a world overwhelmed with excess treacheries and heinous scoundrels, stood nineteen year old Noelle Nirvana. A beautiful maiden who craves for nothing but vengeance and would stop at nothing until she clasps it. Noelle had disappeared ten years ago away from humanity for some unknown reasons, but now she's back and won't rest until she makes those who were the sole reason of her disappearance suffer, and endure the pain which she had gone through for years even though she was innocent. She wouldn't be adapting to any sort of rules except for the rules of the jungle; kill or be killed!

Time itself unravels, its threads twisting into a disorienting knot around a young man. The mundane rhythms of his life become a haunting refrain, each day a ghostly reflection of the last. He is adrift in a sea of fragmented memories and unspoken tensions, searching for a way out of the deepening twilight of his own fractured reality. This is a story of shadows and secrets, where the past refuses to let go and the future remains shrouded in an unsettling mystery. i will be posting this story in royalroad.com soon as possible. i change the title a little bit, "nameless side Character"

In the heart of a bustling city, amidst the aroma of freshly baked bread and delicate pastries, Lily Thompson finds herself entangled in a web of desperation and moral conflict. Raised in her family's small-town bakery, Lily's life was once filled with the comforting rhythms of tradition and love. But when her father's death and her mother's illness threaten to crumble their legacy, Lily is forced to leave her dreams behind and seek stability in the city. At "Sweet Beginnings," a prestigious bakery known for its culinary excellence, Lily becomes an indispensable part of the team under the demanding eye of Mr. Bennett. Yet, the weight of her family's financial struggles and her mother's declining health never leaves her mind. One fateful evening, Lily stumbles upon an open safe in Mr. Bennett's office, revealing a tempting stash of cash—a potential lifeline for her family. Torn between her integrity and the desperate need to provide for her loved ones, Lily succumbs to temptation, taking small amounts to ease their burdens. Each act of theft brings temporary relief but also heightens the risk of discovery, threatening to unravel the life she has painstakingly built. Caught in a precarious balance between right and wrong, Lily's journey is one of internal turmoil and high stakes. As she navigates the duality of her existence—dedicated employee by day, reluctant thief by night.

Welcome to Hell's Gate City, a sprawling metropolis inspired by Venice and the industrial heart of the Pride Ring. Situated in the Sea of Pride-a marshy region dominated by rivers, swamps, lakes, and towering factories-Hell's Gate is a city where pollution fills the air and danger lurks in every shadow. In this story, you'll follow Kain Longheart the rhythm demon, blind and former Pentagram City musician, who has left his old life behind to open Veildark Records a record label. Join Kain, his crow companion Greasy, Lenian Bloodbite, Rash, and other original characters on a near-lethal underground hunt for the Recorder-a device containing the only known recording of the infernal melody. Brace yourself for a journey where blood and jazz collide, all within the hellish landscape tied to the Hazbin Hotel universe. Ready to breathe in the smoke of the factories and dive into the dark canals of Hell's Gate City? Then let the hunt begin.

The universe is not silent. Beneath the infinite expanse of stars and nebulas, there lies a rhythm, a symphony of creation that hums through the fabric of existence. From my vantage point in the observatory—a citadel of obsidian suspended high above the celestial tapestry of the Felox Universe—I feel it, vibrating beneath my feet. Before me, a holographic panorama unfolds, revealing countless galaxies, each a cradle of life or a monument to ruin. It is breathtaking, immense, and fragile. I am Arinath Alfahiem, the new Origin Being, and the weight of an entire universe rests upon my shoulders. For the past century, chaos has reigned. The Felox Universe, once a harmonious mosaic of worlds, has unraveled into a tumultuous sea of ambition and power. My own ascension—shaped by the transfer of the Origin Being's legacy—left a void that the cosmos was unprepared to fill. Without balance, worlds descended into turmoil. Beings of entropy, the Devourers from the Abyss, found cracks in the universe's defenses, while mortal rulers, drunk on newfound supernatural powers, unleashed devastation in their quests for dominance. The twelve Universal Administrators—stalwart beings of immense wisdom and strength—have fought valiantly to stem the tide. But even their combined efforts falter before the magnitude of the growing disorder. The task of restoring equilibrium cannot be achieved through strength alone. It requires something greater: guidance, understanding, and restraint. My role as Origin Being is not to rule with an iron fist or to mold the universe in my image. It is to nurture, to guide, to maintain the fragile balance that sustains existence. Yet this is no simple task. Direct intervention, though tempting, risks tipping the scales further into chaos. Instead, I walk among mortals, veiling my power, learning their struggles, their dreams, and their fears. It is among them that I find the seeds of hope—the champions and apostles who will carry the universe's burden alongside me. My purpose is clear: to preserve the Felox Universe, to shield it from unraveling, and to ensure its equilibrium. But I must tread carefully, for too much interference would shatter the very balance I seek to maintain. In a cosmos teetering on the edge of ruin, my greatest challenge lies not in wielding my immense power but in knowing when to stay my hand. This is the story of balance. The story of a universe in chaos and a being who seeks to heal it—not by force, but by wisdom, choice, and the careful orchestration of destiny. This is my first novel, Happy Reading.

Have you ever heard opposites attract... Cold as ice, and crazy as a hatter, Alex becomes obsessed with Lilith, a flower that is too delicate to withstand the darkness that exists in Alex, but even though they are impossible to separate, she is so angelic and sweet, but who would say that that angel would end up falling? in her clutches and that she would enjoy it

Family is beautiful, its one of the first thing a new life is accustomed with. The love, the care, the sense of belonging and so much more. And as much as a family is a blessing, it can sometimes become an eternal curse... _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ My eyes shot open as they finally rested on the man I was supposed to marry, the last man I would ever consider if I had a choice, the last man I'd rather die than marry. My boss. Mr Liam Richards. "Uh Hell no." I said out loud as I tried to walk away from the alter. "If you leave now then I would consider this as the Hudson family going back on their word and all investments so far will be withdrawn and charges will be pressed towards the company and your family." Liam said. I watched as he had this oddly satisfying look on his face as if he'd just won some sort of mind game, I looked back to the crowd behind me and within them I saw Patricia scowling at me, Veronica already in tears but worst of all was the glimmer of hope in my father's eyes. I took a deep breath turning around, I told myself that this was all for my mother and nothing else, I would do for my father this one last favour with my life. My name is Cyra Hudson Richards and this is the story of how my life was taken from me.

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

Summary of the novel "The Mist" Core storyline "The Mist" is a suspense thriller novel set in an ancient European city. The story revolves around Gabriel Wells, a former police detective turned private investigator, who investigates a series of mysterious murders. A seemingly independent serial murder case on the surface, in fact, involves a huge conspiracy that has lasted for twenty years. Background of the story The story takes place in an ancient European city in the 2010s, where history and modernity intertwine, the underground tunnel system is complex, and ancient buildings and modern cities blend together. This city is bright on the surface, but there are turbulent undercurrents hidden. The fate line of the main characters Gabriel Wells as the protagonist The transformation process from the army to the police detective to the private detective The mystery of the cause of death of parents Enmity with the police station The ambiguous relationship with Sarah Bennett Sarah Bennett, the heroine From a simple reporter to an investigator who reveals the truth The emotional entanglement with Gabriel Keep taking risks for the truth Victor Blackwood is the ultimate villain The image of a philanthropist on the surface Concealing the evil for twenty years The ultimate representative of power and desire The development of the case The first line: serial murder case All the victims are related to a secret military plan 20 years ago Each victim was killed in a specific way There are mysterious clock clues left on the scene The second line: military conspiracy Secret military experiments 20 years ago The truth of human experimentation High-level concealment and elimination plan The third line: corruption in the police department Collusion between high-level insiders and criminal organizations Evidence was destroyed and tampered with The Struggle and Choice of the Just Police Key turning point Part 1: The death of antique shop owner Peter opens the curtain Part 2: The fire in the military archives Chapter 3: The Discovery of the Underground Secret Chamber in the Church Part 4: The Revelation of the Final Truth Story theme The boundary between justice and evil The Good and Evil of Human Nature The Cost of Truth The choice between redemption and revenge Structural characteristics Four-part structure, layered progression multiline parallel narrative Time is intertwined, and the present and the past reflect each other Multiple sub-line stories support the development of the main line Suspense elements Murder in a secret room Serial murder Military conspiracy Ghost in the police station international crime The Mystery of the Castle Emotional Core The emotional development of Gabriel and Sarah The search for the truth of the death of parents The psychological struggle between justice and revenge The test of trust and betrayal Ending direction The story finally reaches its ultimate confrontation in the underground chamber of the ancient castle. Gabriel not only has to face the shock of the ultimate truth, but also has to choose between justice and personal revenge. The ending reveals the complete truth and leaves deep thoughts about human nature. Creative Features subtle psychological description A complex web of intertwined relationships Interlocking suspense design A profound exploration of human nature Compact plot rhythm Multi-dimensional narrative techniques Theme deepening Through the intricate cases, the novel explores deep themes such as the boundaries of justice, the complexity of human nature, and the cruelty of truth. At the same time, it also shows the valuable character of persisting in pursuing the truth in the face of numerous difficulties.

She hadn’t expected to be cornered like this, not here, not now. His tall frame loomed over her, blocking any escape as he stood inches from her, pinning her to the wall with his presence alone. His hand rested just above her head, his fingers brushing the cool surface of the locker, creating a barrier that trapped her in place. Her breath caught, her heart thundering in her chest as she realized how little space was left between them. His eyes were dark, full of something she couldn’t decipher but desperately wanted to understand. He stared at her, not saying anything at first, just letting the silence stretch between them. She could feel her pulse race, her face flushing, her body frozen, even though she wanted to push him away. “What are you going to do about it?” he asked, his voice smooth, teasing, and filled with a challenge. There was something in the way he spoke, something that made her stomach twist with a mixture of confusion and excitement. She opened her mouth to say something—anything—but the words wouldn’t come. Her hands hung at her sides, unsure whether to push against his chest or hold herself back. She couldn’t tell if she wanted him to step closer or if she just wanted to run far away from the intensity that radiated from him. “Stop…” she murmured, but the word felt too weak, too powerless against the gravity pulling them together. “What do you want from me?” His lips curled into a small, almost predatory smile. “I want you to stop pretending you don’t feel it,” he said softly, his gaze never leaving hers. His closeness was suffocating, but in the most intoxicating way. The tension between them was palpable, like a storm ready to break. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing as if they were the only two people in the world. She wanted to fight back, wanted to be strong and resist, but something in her—something deep inside—kept her rooted to the spot. He was her classmate, the guy everyone knew, the one with that effortless confidence that made all the girls swoon. And now here he was, making her feel things she wasn’t sure how to deal with. Her hands trembled, caught between pushing him away and giving in to the wild, dizzying pull she felt toward him. She was terrified, but there was also a spark of curiosity, of something she couldn’t quite control. “I’m not… ready for this,” she whispered, though her voice shook with uncertainty. “I don’t even know what you’re doing.” He didn’t answer right away, his gaze softening just enough to let her know that he was listening, that he wasn’t in a rush. He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing against her cheek. “I think you do,” he murmured. “You just don’t want to admit it yet.” Amidst the whirlwind of school friendships, and the pressure. Can anyone dare to be open to the possibility with someone who seems so unreachable?

WSA 2025 ENTRY In a world governed by an all-encompassing System, where every individual’s strength is measured by their aura, mana, and affinity, Rynar is an enigma. Born without mana in his veins or an affinity to manipulate the world’s mystical forces, he is deemed an anomaly—an error in the System. Yet, beneath his seemingly ordinary exterior lies an untamed power that defies understanding, a strength that transcends human limits without relying on the rules of the System. ... Scanning subject… A lattice of glowing runes materialized around the child's essence, their intricate patterns shifting and rearranging as the system processed the data. Every fragment of the child's being was analyzed and measured against the immutable laws of balance. Detected: Excessive mana concentration. Detected: Physical trait exceeding standard parameters. Assessing potential threat to world balance… The runes pulsed, their glow fluctuating with an almost living rhythm. The data was clear: the child was an anomaly—a convergence of traits and power that should not exist. Left unchecked, the system calculated, the child would disrupt not only the village but the delicate equilibrium of the world itself. Warning: Local destabilization imminent. The system's response was swift and unyielding. Initiating correction protocol… The glowing runes expanded, forming an intricate sphere of light that surrounded the child's soul. Threads of energy wove through the essence, targeting the massive reservoir of mana within. The process was mechanical, devoid of emotion or hesitation. Commencing restriction… ... Posting Schedule: Everyday mostly, mass-release atm No Harem No Dumb MC Realisitc Scenario's Reviews/Criticism are wanted!